Holy...voicemail!

[DCEPTCN]

So, I'm staying here at the Inn Of The Mountain Gods Apache resort/casino in Ruidoso NM tonight. I went to the bar (as if I needed more booze than I'd already stashed in the room). When I get back to my room there's a voicemail illuminating the little red light on the phone. Decide for yourselves what this means: (Female voice) "Hey it's me- it's 3:30 and this is a wrap...I obviously need to wash my face, but if you head over now I'll be decent by the time you get here."

[Zap]

Wrong Number

[87natty]

I thought Tops Peed was in Mexico?

[DCEPTCN]

Chris hasn't even called me in forever...let alone talked dirty.

[Zap]

You won't be talking to anyone with the broken jaw you are gong to get unless you log onto facebook and accept my friend request. Punk!

[Wrecked Em]

You won't be talking to anyone with the broken jaw you are gong to get unless you log onto facebook and accept my friend request. Punk!

Same here!!!!

[Zap]

Yeah, and wrecked em is big enough to do it, Punkbertus

[Top Speed]

Sylvanus Punkbertus, you don't want to know the things I call you on a daily basis!

[DCEPTCN]

Sylvanus Punkbertus, you don't want to know the things I call you on a daily basis!

I'll remind you that "Daddy" doesn't count.


Fuckfaces.

[Steve Wood]

Hey, Dippanus.  If you make Timmy a friend, you better honor my request as well!

[TSM Girl]

Sent a request as well.

[DCEPTCN]

I confirmed every one I saw. Even a one Tobias Funke. (Don't know how to type an umlaut)